Am avut de ales: sa scriu despre furtunile iazului meu intelectual sau sa vorbesc doar despre urcusuri.... Furtunile fac bine: te ajuta sa te re-ordonezi, re-pozitionezi, re-gandesti. Urcusurile, atat timp cat nu le iei prea in serios, iti confirma re-ordonarea, re-pozitionarea si re-gandirea.
Deocamdata, 3 urcusuri:
- 100 de puncte din 100 la prima lucrare predata - reaction paper la Structura revolutiilor stiintifice, de Thomas Kuhn.
- 100 de puncte din 100 la a doua lucrare predata - opinion paper: analogie intre Printul lui Machiavelli si activitatea de relatii publice. Consideratii etice.
- am fost acceptata in agentia de relatii publice a Ball State University - Cardinal Communications - agentie studenteasca, coordonata de departamentul de Jurnalism, care... surpriza: are clienti care platesc fee-uri bune pentru munca pe care noi o facem si pe care o numim internship neplatit. Interesant conceptul de fee-based PR student agency, nu?
marți, 29 septembrie 2009
joi, 10 septembrie 2009
Aiaiai!!!!!!!!!
How nice Google is...
...just when wanting to upload the previous post about my anger and the AC in my head!
I am angry today. Just today.
Too many plastic people. Too many barbie dolls. Less nature.
Too much organic food that does not deserve to be called food. Too much air conditioning and too many conditioned brains, hand-made souls, and 100% natural man-made lakes.
A lot of self-confidence. Upside-down philosophical terms. Huge-bad textbooks. Nice smiles. But plastic again.
Ah… I am so angry! Maybe just because my head is about to explode from the deadly-and-everywhere-present AC: in the library, in the bus, in the classrooms… It’s like if we're being held in a freezer we’ll be better, smarter, powerful, not angry….
Well, today I have the right of being angry! I have fever. I have all the AC (air conditioning) from BSU campus in my head, and a bad textbook in front of my eyes which is talking about epistemology, ontology, axiology… in superficial terms that are not acceptable. It’s enough I had to be shown where my hand is, where my nose is, when I just wanted to know where a bathroom was… Good that we’ll study Wittgenstein and Habermas next week. Good that my brain will execute the AC and I’ll finally get the chance of stopping the revolt. Just until the anger will be back again…
Too much organic food that does not deserve to be called food. Too much air conditioning and too many conditioned brains, hand-made souls, and 100% natural man-made lakes.
A lot of self-confidence. Upside-down philosophical terms. Huge-bad textbooks. Nice smiles. But plastic again.
Ah… I am so angry! Maybe just because my head is about to explode from the deadly-and-everywhere-present AC: in the library, in the bus, in the classrooms… It’s like if we're being held in a freezer we’ll be better, smarter, powerful, not angry….
Well, today I have the right of being angry! I have fever. I have all the AC (air conditioning) from BSU campus in my head, and a bad textbook in front of my eyes which is talking about epistemology, ontology, axiology… in superficial terms that are not acceptable. It’s enough I had to be shown where my hand is, where my nose is, when I just wanted to know where a bathroom was… Good that we’ll study Wittgenstein and Habermas next week. Good that my brain will execute the AC and I’ll finally get the chance of stopping the revolt. Just until the anger will be back again…
luni, 7 septembrie 2009
Multi, inter si trans. Cultural
Labor Day. Nu, nu e 1 mai!
Stau in biblioteca BSU citind A Diary of Gastric Bypass Surgery. By... Darlene K. Drummond, Assistant Professor of Communication Studies la University of Miamy, Florida. Pentru scoala: JOURN 680 (mass comm. research). Ascult muzica indiana si ploaia de afara. Am in jurul meu colegi din Armenia, Rusia, Franta, Turcia si Germania. Beau o cafea americana, si ma gandesc la cina romaneasca de mai tarziu, "ajutata" de cateva condimente vietnameze...
Dupa cina merg in Locker Room, pentru deja traditionala combinatie Rum&Coke. Ne face veseli. Si ne face sa uitam ca la 12 pm se inchide barul. Nu incalcam legea statului Indiana niciodata. Si nu pentru ca nu vrem. Imposibil sa cumperi o sticla de vin de sambata pana duminica, la 3 dimineata. Imposibil sa gasesti un pub deschis, unde sa te poti bucura de muzica, de prietenii gay si de berea proasta. Dar vine ea ziua de vineri...
Pana atunci am sa ma dumiresc cum sa citesc 500 de pagini pana saptamana viitoare, ce sa fac sa inteleg de ce nu exista autobuze catre Indianapolis, ce mananca studentii americani de au atat de multa incredere in ei, de ce e interzis sa bei pe strada, dar e permis sa vorbesti si sa dormi in biblioteca, si de ce bazinul de inot este deschis doar 2 ore la pranz... Pana ma prind de ce, am sa ma bucur de povestea unei Afro-Americance care a suferit o operatie ca sa scape de obezitate (si de diabet, respectiv hipertensiune - asta o salveaza de superficialitate, bineinteles!) si care a facut din experienta ei o carte ce ne serveste drept exemplu de autoetnografie in cursul de mass comm research. Sper...
Stau in biblioteca BSU citind A Diary of Gastric Bypass Surgery. By... Darlene K. Drummond, Assistant Professor of Communication Studies la University of Miamy, Florida. Pentru scoala: JOURN 680 (mass comm. research). Ascult muzica indiana si ploaia de afara. Am in jurul meu colegi din Armenia, Rusia, Franta, Turcia si Germania. Beau o cafea americana, si ma gandesc la cina romaneasca de mai tarziu, "ajutata" de cateva condimente vietnameze...
Dupa cina merg in Locker Room, pentru deja traditionala combinatie Rum&Coke. Ne face veseli. Si ne face sa uitam ca la 12 pm se inchide barul. Nu incalcam legea statului Indiana niciodata. Si nu pentru ca nu vrem. Imposibil sa cumperi o sticla de vin de sambata pana duminica, la 3 dimineata. Imposibil sa gasesti un pub deschis, unde sa te poti bucura de muzica, de prietenii gay si de berea proasta. Dar vine ea ziua de vineri...
Pana atunci am sa ma dumiresc cum sa citesc 500 de pagini pana saptamana viitoare, ce sa fac sa inteleg de ce nu exista autobuze catre Indianapolis, ce mananca studentii americani de au atat de multa incredere in ei, de ce e interzis sa bei pe strada, dar e permis sa vorbesti si sa dormi in biblioteca, si de ce bazinul de inot este deschis doar 2 ore la pranz... Pana ma prind de ce, am sa ma bucur de povestea unei Afro-Americance care a suferit o operatie ca sa scape de obezitate (si de diabet, respectiv hipertensiune - asta o salveaza de superficialitate, bineinteles!) si care a facut din experienta ei o carte ce ne serveste drept exemplu de autoetnografie in cursul de mass comm research. Sper...
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